Текст и перевод песни Zabranjeno Pusenje - Gile Sampion

Gile Sampion

Kad mu je stari dobio stan od firme
U liftu je upisao svoje ime
Masnim crnim flomasterom
PFC Gile zvani sampion
A skola mu je bila sumorna dolina
Zemun, Fontana, Merkator
Pekar, lekar, apotekar nije mog′o biti
On, Gile zvani sampion
Ref.
Jer on je Gile sampion
Izraziti favorit
Gile, lepo ima ime
A deca su, kume, uvek ista
Deca su ga zvala Gile glista
Velika je bila njegova bol
Preslab za kik boks, prejak za rokenrol
A starom je pala plata pod stoju
Malo ih radi, a puno u stroju
A njegov san je bila velika lova
A znamo da zivota nema bez snova
Ref.
On je htio sad i htio je sve
Uz malu pomoc srebrne berete
Kratak je put za nevaljalog sina
Od kocke i vina do kralja kokaina
A put do vrha prica je stara
Usput je skenj'o par bumbara
Beogradska zvone zvona
Da pozdrave novog sampiona
Ref.
I sve je palo ispod Porsea
Milion funti, milion zena
Zene mlade i zene vrele
Gile ih ne kara, Gile ih dere
I uzalud su bile rijeci druga svog
Takve rano upoznaje Bog
Skenjace te neko u 30, druze
Pa i lav je kralj, al′ ne zivi duze
Ref.
Al' jednog je jutra na njegova vrata
Zakucao neko ko mu moze biti tata
Zar je vec kraj, upita on
Gile zvani sampion
Ref.

Gile Sampion

When his old man got an apartment from the company
He wrote his name in the elevator
With a big black marker
PFC Gile, also known as the champion
But school was a gloomy valley for him
Zemun, Fontana, Merkator
Baker, doctor, pharmacist, he couldn't be
He, Gile, also known as the champion
Chorus
Because he is Gile, the champion
An absolute favorite
Gile, what a nice name
And children, my dear, are always the same
The children called him Gile, the tapeworm
Great was his pain
Too weak for kickboxing, too strong for rock and roll
And his old man's paycheck dropped under the table
He works a little, but he spends a lot in the military
But his dream was a big catch
And we know that there is no life without dreams
Chorus
He wanted everything, and he wanted it now
With a little help from a silver Beretta
The path is short for a wicked son
From gambling and wine to the cocaine king
But the road to the top is an old story
Along the way, he cheated a few bumblebees
Belgrade's bells are ringing
To greet the new champion
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And everything fell under the Porsche
A million pounds, a million women
Young and hot women
Gile doesn't scold them, Gile tears them apart
And his friend's words were in vain
God knows such people early on
Someone will rip you off at 30, my friend
Even a lion is a king, but he doesn't live long
Chorus
But one morning, someone knocked on his door
Who could be his father
Is it the end already, he asked
Gile, also known as the champion
Chorus